Be my Guess.

Can you spot what is wrong with this picture?

And to think this came from a local International university that prides itself on its English. Hampeh!

Sex Explained By Pens

I got this from Buzzfeed.com and it had me laughing my head off. And since laughter is the best medicine for pretty much anything, I thought I'd share it with you lovely people. Enjoy :D

Pederasty or paederasty (US: /ˈpɛdəræsti/, UK: /ˈpiːdəræsti/) is a (usually erotic) relationship between an older man and an adolescent boy outside his immediate family.

*I had to google this because I had no clue what it meant. Buat malu je jadi cikgu bahasa omputih.

Eww, so the "hentai" wan?

Hentai is Japanese for pervert. And pervert is a great description of most Malay minds. Male & female alike. No exceptions. Mad at that statement? Why would you be? Unless you are one. A hentai, that is ;)

Today, I witnessed another display of Malay hentai-ism during a Mak Yong theater. Yes, you heard right. Hentai-ism during a Mak Yong theater at Istana Budaya. Throughout the entire show, the biggest response came only after corny, porno jokes were told. Not after a beautiful display of Mak yong dancing nor during an intense fight scene nor even after a touching, reunion scene between a long-lost mother and son. During these times the audience were either yawning away or anticipating when the actor will say 'pele' (Penis in Kelantanese dialect) again.

And of course to add insult to injury they just had to throw in a cross-dressing pondan dayang into the mix. These kind of things really makes one wonder if Malay theater can actually survive if they omitted sexual jokes and softy mak nyah from the plots. Seriously, I even heard some guys reviewing the play based on the porno jokes and the pondan element alone. Forget the fact that it was a play to promote Mak Yong. Apparently porno jokes were more important. I'm guessing that these were the same guys who wolf-whistled and hooted when an actor had to embrace an actress. It wasn't even a proper hug. And yet they made such a ruckus. It was bloody humiliating. And it seems like I was not the only ones who felt this way. Several Mat Sallehs came for the show as well and they were actually looking around and shaking their heads when these "moments" happened.

Will there ever be a time when Malays can actually show 'depth' through their mindset. Or is it just wishful thinking on my part since we Malaysians are conditioned to act and think this way. I don't know. What do you think?

Welcome to Bootcamp, maggots!!

Before any of you start freaking out and think "OMG!! Shan joined the army!", I didn't. Join the army that is. But I did, for support of my dear friend Sheena and also due to my WTH-might-as-well-try-it syndrome, join a one hour intense exercise bootcamp.

And boy am I feeling the burn!

The video is nothing compared to the exercises that we actually had to do that day. I'm talking about nonstop push-ups, sit-ups, jumping jacks, squat pulses, jackknives, and a whole load of running. Not to mention a continuous flipping of a 30kg tractor wheel across the field. I'm guessing The Star probably edited out all the "good" parts so people would actually sign up. Check out this link if you really wanna see how intense the training can be: Bootcamp promotional video. Seriously, the intensity level was through the roof. I was already panting away right after warm-ups. And to think Sheena said that session was mild. Mild is a brisk walk around my apartment complex. Lifting up heavy bags of sand and running around a field with it is NOT mild.

But as the beautifully fit and oh-so-handsome trainer in the video said the bootcamp is great for those who wish to lose weight fast. And for anyone who wishes to raise their stamina level. But forget it if you're one of those people who cares about getting mud in your nails or mind being around sweaty people because throughout my hour there, I was up to my elbows in mud, grime and god knows whatever filth. It'll get in your nails, hair, face, shoes and even your underwear. Sweat? Please... horses sweat less than we did that day.

Bootcamp Malaysia Bring-a-Friend Day survivors. Woohoo!

So the all important question, would I ever I sign up for this crazy exercise bootcamp? Probably. But only when I'm desperate enough to lose weight. Like maybe a couple of months before my wedding. I'll definitely look fantastic during the wedding but will probably be too tired out to actually enjoy my "first" night. Hehe... kesian my future husband :P

Check out this website if you're interested to know more about the Bootcamp: Bootcamp Malaysia.

So now if you'll excuse me, I need to go rub some deep-heat balm on my aching muscles. My muscles ache so good.

I'm not a sadist. Really!

Who would've thought that a couple of videos on World War 1 would actually make my students cry. Never did I realise that I had some pure, innocent souls that would actually be touched by the sheer intensity of WW1 footage. Why would I when I myself is a far cry from being innocent. My heart is now an unfeeling stone that nothing beyond outright torture and mutilation would elicit any sort of response from me.

Do I feel bad for making them cry? Of course!

But did I get satisfaction from seeing them cry? Hmm... erm, yeah.

Now before you all start hurling stones at me please allow me to explain myself. Contrary to what I just said I do not derive satisfaction from another person's misery. This satisfaction is simply because I knew that somehow my efforts have paid off. Through their tears I now know that my students have finally understood the full impact WW1 had on people. And they cry because they now know why the war poets wrote dark, depressing war poems.

VIDEO 1: The Horrors of War.

I showed them this video simply because it had footage on how the battles were fought in WW1. Imagine, at the tender age of 18 you are required to go to war not knowing what to expect. World War 1 was the first war with modern weapons. Technological advancement in warfare resulted in approximately 16 million lives lost.

Video 2: Shell Shock

This is probably the more gruesome out of the two videos and is probably the reason tears started falling. This video simply shows the physical and psychological trauma that surviving soldiers had to go through because of the war. WARNING!! It is not for the faint-hearted. So approach the play button with caution.

However despite the depressing outcome of the class, I really relished class that day. The students now can probably relate better to the theme of war atrocities. And hopefully as a result of that they'll now have a much critical view on war. Peace has now become a commodity. Owned only by those with more money and bigger guns.

As for myself, what I got out if it is the fact that I have managed to draw-out a different kind of response other than the customary 'blur' look that most of my students usually have on. That in itself is a major accomplishment :P

Gus Fraba...

I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.

~ Booker T. Washington ~

I need to memorize this. I'll do whatever it takes; drink it, eat it, hit it, beat it, keep it, stamp it, kick it, kiss it, lick it.

Anything!

Short of writing it in permanent marker across my forehead I need to make sure that NOBODY, and I really mean NOBODY is worth this much aggravation.

What's aggravating me?

Brown-nosers. Lowlifes that has no purpose in life except sucking up to people who they think has the power. They have their noses so far up another person's backside that you'd think the other person is growing another set of legs.

Tattle-tales. Scumbags that goes orgasmic by the thought of passing on gossip and tidbits to people who they think are in power. They further experience multiple orgasm when the gossip creates trouble for others.

Busybodies. Losers that has no life of their own thus they busy themselves in other people's business. Never have they realised that they are unwanted, unwelcomed and unlikeable.

*deep breath* Gus Fraba.... Gus Fraba...

But its okay. I AM the better (wo)man here. I WILL take the high road. And I shall NOT permit these contemptible deadbeats to degrade my soul by hating them.

I shall not hate them. I shall NOT hate them.

Well... maybe not that much.

Glee + Geek = GLEEK!!

Okay its official. I am now a die hard Glee fan. I LOVE LOVE LOVE the show. I have their songs playing on loop! Putting aside the fact that I am a sucker for musicals I think this is one of the funniest and entertaining shows EVER. The day that Glee stops airing shall be the day that I shall flood the world with tears and hurl myself off the cliff of loneliness and despair.

Yes, I love it THAT much.

This is how much of a 'Gleek' I am.

Don't know the show? Read up on what Glee is all about here. Starworld on ASTRO will be airing the show soon so Malaysia, please, please, please tune in. You ain't got nothing to lose by it. Here's a preview on what you'll see on the show.

*APPLAUSE*

Tolonglah, sila tonton rancangan ini.

Out with the old, On with the new

Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.

~Alfred, Lord Tennyson, 1850~


My Prayer

My health.

My family.

My friends.

My life.

These are the things I am grateful for. And these are the things I am hoping for. Dear God, I ask for nothing more. And I ask for nothing less. Take care of me in 2010 as you have taken care of me in 2009 for it is because of you that I live, and it shall be because of you that I die.

Amin.

Bila Shan jumpa artis.

Artiste No. 1: Awal Ashaari

Reasons to NOT like Awal Ashaari:

1. He has yet to pay his PTPTN
2. He got caught during a raid at an illegal nightclub
3. He might be gay
4. If he's not gay, he may be dating Scha Alyahya.

*contemplating*

Aaah! Screw it. He so FINE.

Ye saya tahu gambar agak blur. Mungkin rakan saya terkedu tengok Awal kot.

I used to be a huge fan of Awal. Up to the point where I would go up to my mum and say "Ma, ni lah bakal menantu mama." To which my mum would reply, "Hmm... ye lah tu. Macam lah dia nak sangat kat kamu tu." Yes, mums can be brutal.

However after hearing a rumour that he was gay. I was crushed. Devastated. Heartbroken. What can I do? I didn't have what he wanted. A pen*s. Sedih. So I moved on... to Jimmy Shanley :D

But today, I saw him. In person. Cuter off camera. Smelling oh-so-yummy. He took pictures with me. And he smiled at me. Why? Why? Why did he smile at me?

"Oh Awal!! Marry me!! If need be I'll stick stuff up your butt. Marry Me!!"

But of course, me the egostistical, control-freak would never ever say that. So apa lagi, melepas lah.

Artiste No. 2: Scha Alyahya

Now I've never been a huge fan of Scha Alyahya but I am very much guilty of having the "fan poyo" syndrome, meaning that whenever I see an artiste or somebody famous I'd instantly want to have a picture with them or at the very least have them smile at me even though I don't like them. Yes, I know it's very the Over. So anyways, on the very same day I met Awal, Scha was there too. So of course I went into "fan poyo" overdrive. Picture with Awal was already taken care off now its her turn.

So there I was, trying to pluck up the nerve to approach her when suddenly a lady with a 5 year old girl approached and asked if she would mind taking a picture with her daughter.

Scha's response:

Takes a glance at the little girl, looks at her watch and says "Hmm... boleh je". She stood there, unsmiling, waiting for the little girl to come to her and immediately after the picture was taken sat down without another word to the girl nor the lady. This incident happened again several times afterwards with various fans. Haih Scha, couldn't you have been a little bit more friendlier? At least to that 5 year old.

Upon seeing her reaction my "fan poyo" syndrome was cured. At least with her. So no pictures with Scha. But to think positively regarding this matter, Scha was probably tired or something as she was there for shooting. I'm guessing it was for 'Awan Dania 2' as I saw Aida Aris walking around the area as well.

That's not all that happened though. Scha was there together with her posse which included a makeup artist and also a stylist. So the scenario was:

1. the makeup artist touching up her makeup every 5 minutes. That's normal.
2. the stylist carrying several costume changes for the drama. That's normal.
3. Scha casually changing her shirt in an open restaurant, in public, in front of Awal Ashaari. NOT NORMAL!

Ever heard of a changing room, Scha?

Seriously, after the whole being-caught-during-a-police-raid episode you'd think that a person would lay low and try to create more positive press to even out all the bad press. But noo, she had to go undress in public. If she was to come up with an excuse trying to explain this matter it still doesn't justify the fact that she, a MUSLIM GIRL, brought up in a society that stresses on modesty decided to casually change in public. All I can say about this is...

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?"

Awal, are you seriously into these types of girls? Tolonglah, sila kahwin dengan saya!

Twisty McAnkle Draws Blood

Kuala Lumpur - After barely recovering from her previous encounter with Twisty McAnkle, the university lecturer known as Miss S is now at home tending to her injuries from her latest encounter with Twisty McAnkle.

"He came out of nowhere. I didnt even have time to react."

Twisty McAnkle's violent attack has left Miss S with a swollen left ankle, a bloody right knee and a wounded pride. She now walks with an unsightly hobble.

Several neighbours from block 6 of Apartment Kenari were the main witnesses to this attack and despite the severity of her injuries Miss S was left to fend for herself. When asked if she was disappointed by their lack of concern, she answered;

"I'm just glad I wasn't wearing baju kurung. Imagine what would happen if I fell in front of them and exposed myself. I'll have to move. Do you know how hard it is to find good, affordable apartments nowadays?"

Twisty has again managed to evade capture. The authorities are issuing the same warning to be wary of uneven grounds, soft grassy areas, downhill slopes and in addition wobbly high heel shoes. For further protection against Twisty please have bandages, antiseptic and gauze at hand at all times.

When asked if she'd like to give a message to Twisty McAnkle, Miss S responded with non-committal shrug and said;

"No bother. He'll be back. He thinks we're BFFs."

Reported by: Miss Shan

Nine

Sod the critics. I am so watching this.

Care to come with?

Malay Girls = Cheap, Easy Sex??

Have you ever Google-imaged 'Malay girls + tudung' before? I did. All because I wanted a picture of a Malay girl wearing horrible looking tudung. Reasons for that shall be disclosed later. But other than the one that I needed, guess what pictures showed up instead?

Malay girls, wearing tudung and/or in baju kurung, snogging boys, giving BJ, flashing boobs/ panties/ whatever "goods" they may have.

Yikes! (o_O)

And these, my friends, are found with the SafeSearch Mode ON. So for the heck of it I decided to turn the SafeSearch Mode OFF and aiyaiyaiyaiyai... *jaw drops open* Pictures like these *points up* are nothing compared to those.

So is that how Malay girls are seen nowdays? Are Malay girls nothing more than a cheap f**k willing to do it with any guy anywhere? Based on the pictures it seems like it. And in the 21st century, sex-obsessed society, these pictures are God-send. They're proof that Malay girls are really are that desperate. And that "easy".

Dalam lift pun jadi ye, bang?

After discussing it with guy friends of various nationalities, it seems like most of them look at Malay girls as "easy" girls who'd do anything to be seen with a good looking guy especially if that guy is an International. Nationality of choice: Any country that produces Caucasian males. No Caucasians to be found? No problems, look for Arabs. Malay guys would be at the bottom of the list. I didn't say this, people. They did.

I have a European friend who dates solely Malay girls because of this. He gets them to do pretty much anything he wants. Money, transportation, entertainment etc. All are taken care off by these "girlfriends" of his. The only thing that sets him apart from a male escort is that he doesn't sleep with these girls. Or so he claims lah. But I'm sure that if he did take that step and ask those girls he dated to sleep with him, most would probably won't refuse. It's a sad fact but then it is what it is. A fact.

So what do we do? What action should we take?

Seriously, I don't even know myself. Preaching is no use. People have been doing it for years and things still went from bad to worse. Plus, preaching is so 1989. It doesn't work anymore in this day and age. But one step that I think could actually help is to QUIT TAKING PORNO PICS OF YOURSELVES!

It's your choice whether you plan on being the "easy" girl but if you plan on being a cheap lay then at least be a smart, cheap lay. Avoid anything that can be uploaded, downloaded or distributed. Spare us the gritty details of your hobbies. Avoid anything that can be used as hard-proof against you.

And please, please, for all that is good and pure, please don't wear the tudung if you're not ready . Nobody should force you. Do it only when you're absolutely ready and when you're certain that you'll respect all that the tudung represents. This is actually the main element that'll decide if you turn out like this:

Wearing a tudung doesn't mean looking drab. You can still be stylish. Just look at Yuna.

or like this:

This girl is confused in a thousand different ways.

Remember, it's your choice!

FYI, it's called 'Bad Parenting'.

I seriously don't get it why certain parents just don't see that it is wrong to bring kids under the age 12 to a midnight movie. Haven't you heard of a fixed bedtime before? Even if it is the weekend during a school holiday do you seriously feel that kids that age should be up until 3am? And to think parents are complaining constantly about teenagers always staying up late or sneaking out at night. Who's fault do you think that is?

And does age restriction mean anything to you? Do you feel that a movie where soldiers blowing things up and women running around half naked is appropriate for children age 12 and under? Sure the ratings say PG13 but don't you as parents feel the need to at least check out how the movie is before you actually let your kids watch them. Movie trailers nowadays pretty much give away the whole plot but if you're still clueless on how the movie is gonna be like then take the safe alternative and DON'T BRING YOUR KIDS! Do you want them to turn out like this?

And what is up with parents who just doesn't get it that toddlers don't belong in a place that requires you to stay still for more than 15 minutes? And how could you even think that people would find it cute when your toddler would suddenly start kicking the back of other people's seat or start playing with other people's heads just because they're bored. It is not cute. It is annoying.

I repeat, A-N-N-O-Y-I-N-G.

Parents, please do me a favour and refrain from taking your kids to a grownup movie. There's plenty of age appropriate movies out there and I'm sure with those kind of movies grownups can't say a word when kids start screaming and run up and down the aisle. It is after all a kid's movie. And if you really want to watch a grownup movie, get a babysitter. If you can't find one then buy the DVD. At least at home when your kids start getting bored of the movie the only people that they'll annoy are their parents.

REJECT!!

Ye... saya tahu saya tidak layak untuk berada di dalam senaraimu. Tidak sesuai untuk berada dikalangan golonganmu.

Saya sedar. Saya tak 'talented'. Tak 'gifted'. Malah 'unwanted' pulak tu.

Saya paham. Saya redha.

Pasrah.

Tis the season to be _____ (fill in the blank)

I'm filling in... BROKE.

Partly because this fella here *points down has entered my life. Say Hi to Brue, people. He's a metro sexual male that aspires to become a Jaguar when he grows up. But he's not picky, being a BMW would be fine too.

And since I am broke, Brue and I had no choice but to stay home during Christmas and brood. I'm brooding because of all the Sale that's happening nationwide which I can't go to while Brue is brooding because his owner is so broke that she can't afford to give him a wash by professionals yet she's too lazy to lug buckets of water to the parking lot. So now he has to endure the snickerings of all the clean, shiny cars who are parked next to him.

But Christmas for a Muslim in Malaysia is not just about Sales but its also about all the Christmas decors. So another word I'd use to fill in the blank would be... 'BLING-BLING'. That counts as a word right?

Not to mention that this is also the time when people would go camwhoring like crazy at shopping malls and nobody would say a word. Hence with this in mind I took the opportunity to go camwhoring for my dear pen pal 0f 13 years, Thorwald, who's curious on how does a Malaysian Christmas looks like. So here it is Thorwald, enjoy!

Midvalley Megamall decided to go medieval this year by having having banners and bunting bearing shields and crests hung all over the mall. They even had a wall cum stage area resembling old stone castles erected at the center court (for somebody who has a really porno mind this sentence would really be amusing :p). Anywho, everything was beautifully done in soft gold and cream but the whole ambiance of it all was instantly ruined for me when I went there one night and came upon a sing-a-long dance show which was tacky from the tips of their lime green feathered face mask down to their fuchsia glitter go-go boots. I think they were trying to channel Vegas showgirls. Plus, if you plan on going medieval do your research coz a tunic and leather armour ala Brad Pitt in 'Troy' do not belong in the medieval times.

But still the decor was superb. So here's my dear mummy camwhoring in front of the castle wall. She survived the Vegas Showgirls wannabe routine by shopping the money right out of her purse. Mum... I so envy you!!

Moving on, we have the winter white Christmas fantasy theme at the One Utama (New wing) Mall. It's very snow kingdom-like with all the bare white trees and snowflakes everywhere. And since the white Christmas theme is a very famous and traditional theme, OU decided to do everything traditionally by having choirs singing Christmas carols. It may not be as glitzy and glittery as the Midvalley dance fiesta but its definitely much kinder to the eyes and ears.

Next we have The Gardens Mall which in my opinion has the most gorgeous and extravagant Christmas decor of all the malls I visited! There were Christmas trees everywhere and fairy lights hung on every corner plus an Asian Santa Claus walking around giving out sweets to little kids. Yes folks, Santa can be multicultural too :P

I was lucky enough to be there when the orchestra was scheduled to perform. They played a jazzier version of all the Christmas carols and they were simply amazing. I could just sit there for hours and listen to them play.

Here's my dear mum camwhoring again. This was taken right before her shopping frenzy began. If the cam session was after shopping you'll only be seeing shopping bags with perhaps my mum peeking out from behind them. Or perhaps a picture of only her feet because I can't lift the camera up high enough because my arms are too heavy carrying all of her shopping bags. So again... mum, I envy you!!

But the cutest Christmas decor award should go to KLCC for their gingerbread Christmas theme. It's bloody cute with the trees being decorated with candy canes and all sorts of candy goodness. Luckily it was made of cardboard if not the headlines for the morning newspaper would probably read "Local University Lecturer Apprehended for Consuming Christmas Decorations".

Anyways, that's all for the mall Christmas decors that I managed to capture. I heard that Pavillion's decorations was superb with lights hung in such a way that it looks exactly like snowfall when it's lit up at night. My attempt to go to Pavillion during one of the long weekends ended up with me cursing at the traffic jam and taking a detour to KLCC instead. Anyways Thorwald, hope you have an idea on how Malaysians celebrate Christmas now. We may not have snow but somehow we have managed to create the illusion of having snow. So in conjunction of this festive season I would like to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas. Joy to the World and Peace on Earth.

Just to add on, I really don't give a damn about this whole BS that Muslims cannot give happy wishes to non-Muslims during their celebrations. We're not bigots I tell you!!

So again...

An Awesome Reply From CEO Of J.P. Morgan To A Pretty Girl Seeking A Rich Husband!

A young and pretty lady posted this on a popular forum:

Title: What should I do to marry a rich guy?

I'm going to be honest of what I'm going to say here. I'm 25 this year. I'm very pretty, have style and good taste. I wish to marry a guy with $500k annual salary or above. You might say that I'm greedy, but an annual salary of $1M is considered only as middle class in New York. My requirement is not high. Is there anyone in this forum who has an income of $500k annual salary? Are you all married?

I wanted to ask: what should I do to marry rich persons like you?

Among those I've dated, the richest is $250k annual income, and it seems that this is my upper limit. If someone is going to move into high cost residential area on the west of New York City Garden ( ? ) , $250k annual income is not enough.

I'm here humbly to ask a few questions:

1) Where do most rich bachelors hang out? (Please list down the names and addresses of bars, restaurant, gym)

2) Which age group should I target?

3) Why most wives of the riches are only average-looking? I've met a few girls who don't have looks and are not interesting, but they are able to marry rich guys.

4) How do you decide who can be your wife, and who can only be your girlfriend? (my target now is to get married)

Ms. Pretty

An awesome reply from CEO of J.P. Morgan:

Dear Ms. Pretty,

I have read your post with great interest. Guess there are lots of girls out there who have similar questions like yours. Please allow me to analyse your situation as a professional investor.

My annual income is more than $500k, which meets your requirement, so I hope everyone believes that I'm not wasting time here. From the standpoint of a business person, it is a bad decision to marry you. The answer is very simple, so let me explain.

Put the details aside, what you're trying to do is an exchange of "beauty" and "money" : Person A provides beauty, and Person B pays for it, fair and square.

However, there's a deadly problem here, your beauty will fade, but my money will not be gone without any good reason. The fact is, my income might increase from year to year, but you can't be prettier year after year.

Hence from the viewpoint of economics, I am an appreciation asset, and you are a depreciation asset. It's not just normal depreciation, but exponential depreciation. If that is your only asset, your value will be much worse 10 years later.

By the terms we use in Wall Street, every trading has a position, dating with you is also a "trading position". If the trade value dropped we will sell it and it is not a good idea to keep it for long term - same goes with the marriage that you wanted. It might be cruel to say this, but in order to make a wiser decision any assets with great depreciation value will be sold or "leased".

Anyone with over $500k annual income is not a ****; we would only date you, but will not marry you. I would advice that you forget looking for any clues to marry a rich guy. And by the way, you could make yourself to become a rich person with $500k annual income. This has better chance than finding a rich ****.

Hope this reply helps. If you are interested in "leasing" services, do contact me.

signed,

J.P. Morgan CEO

(Resource: khairul@weezer.org)

Blogger's Note: Well there you go girls. Looks aint everything you know ;)

Ugly Heart

Words borrowed from the Sunshine Monologue

Bravery

You think bravery is to fight and courage is to die. But the bravest ones stand in front of those who would and say

"We will not fight. Because courage is to live."

Taken from: I Wrote This For You

Now you see it... Now you don't!

I am totally ripping this off from Nurul Izwa J. but the topic is too interesting to let by. Didn't mean to plagiarise, girl. Consider it as a tribute to your excellent choice for topics ;)

These pictures were taken from reports regarding an 80+ man who murdered his wife simply because she wanted a divorce. The news itself is already a matter of deep concern as it shows that Malaysian nowadays are getting more and more desensitized to the idea of right and wrong and that murder is becoming more and more recurrent in today's society. However, hidden beneath the horror of the report lies another mind-boggling matter. Check out the two pictures below and see if you can spot what I am talking about.

Picture taken from Utusan Malaysia Online

Picture taken from Berita Harian Online

For those who has somehow missed the glaring difference between the two photos, here's a hint - check out the dark blue umbrella in both pictures.

The Barisan Nasional logos from the first picture are missing!

Now why is it that Utusan Malaysia felt the need to crop out the Barisan Nasional logos that were on the umbrella? Is Barisan Nasional so insecure of their political image that there is a need to censor even the teeniest detail on a picture that is totally unrelated to politics? Thing is if Barisan Nasional really wanted to deviate the attention away from the BN logos in the picture, then they should've just left it there. The mere act of taking them away has more people talking/blogging/joking about it. Now that simple cropping act has generated more bad press and speculation than if the logos were left there in the first place.

Seriously BN/ Utusan, cropping was a bad move. You just gave your competitors more ammo to 'kutuk' you with.